10

CAITLIN

I must have gone mad.

"Thank you." Dominic muttered after taking the last sip of his tea. Cute.

The two men screamed power and money but yet they made themselves at home in my tiny apartment. Yurik was laying on the couch with his head on the armrest, lounging lazily as he watched the television. His tea was long gone and he had taken it to the kitchen himself after he was done.

Both of their guns were on the glass table, right next to my weed. I would smoke but sativa made me way too horny to be around Dominic when I knew I couldn't have him.

"You're welcome." I said and took the empty cup from Dominic's hands, stopping him from getting up. My fingers just barely brushing over his but I could feel the slight warmth he was radiating.

If Yurik wasn't here...

They managed to explain everything to me in finer detail but before they did that, I had already drawn the conclusion that I wanted to do it. It was possible that I had too much self-confidence but the thought of it excited me in ways I couldn't explain.

It made me feel good that Dominic and Yurik had faith in me, well, Yurik more than Dominic I could tell. He was a bit hesitant and he had a sceptical look in his eye that only fuelled the need for me to show him otherwise.

They went into detail about how I would need to act, talk...seduce. That was a topic that really got Dominic clenching his jaw and I couldn't help but smirk at the jealousy he was very obviously trying to hide but no doubt failing.

Little did he know that he had ruined every single man for me.

I was convinced nobody would exceed the standard that Dominic had set but would I admit that to his face? Probably yes.

Unapologetically so too.

"Wait, what does this guy look like?" I asked sitting down on the couch and facing my body towards him. I didn't know what I was expecting but when Dominic opened the laptop and showed me a mug shot, my eyes widened.

He looked to be in his late twenties, sporting a dark buzz cut and a neatly trimmed beard. He had a black eyebrow piercing and I could see the tattoos sneaking up his neck stopping just below his jawline. Lucas was smirking with his head tilted up slightly, almost mockingly and that alone told me the man feared no one.

"Holy shit, he's fine." I blurted without thinking. The laptop was slammed closed and I jumped.

Yurik let out a loud laugh and shook his head.

"Be careful, sweetheart. This one is about to go all woof woof snarl grr on your ass."

I looked at Dominic and he was glaring, not at Yurik or me but at the laptop. "This won't work if you're attracted to him." He said but something in his tone was harder and I narrowed my eyes at him. Yurik was watching with his mouth formed in an 'O'

"I never said I was attracted to him. There's a difference." I defended.

"It's written all over your face, Caitlin." Dominic said still avoiding my gaze and I looked at him appalled.

"You should know what my face looks like when I'm attracted to someone and that was not it." I snapped and this made his eyes finally meet mine. Wait, I shouldn't be defending myself.

"Should I?" He teased.

I opened my mouth to speak but a loud ringing through the silent living room stopped me. It was Yuriks phone on the table and a picture of...Micah popped up. I frowned - the little fucker doesn't even call me.

Yurik's eyes lit up and he hurriedly picked it up before excusing himself and leaving my apartment closing the door behind him.

Dominic was still sitting there, deep in thought so I did the first thing that came to mind. I sighed and threw one leg over his lap, straddling him. His eyes widened the slightest bit and his hands went straight to my ass.

"You're cute when you're upset." I whispered leaning closer to him and his face turned cold. I guess the big mafia boss didn't like being called cute."I'm not upset." He snapped through gritted teeth and I smiled biting my lower lip, unmoved. You're not as good as hiding your feelings as you think you are.

"Oh, yeah? Relax your jaw," I trailed my fingertips along his jawline. He listened.

"Good. Get rid of this frown." I moved toward his forehead and I watched the wrinkles disappear.

"Finally, loosen these tense shoulders." I said softly and placed my hands on his broad shoulders and I felt them sag beneath my touch.

I grinned at him and Dominic sighed nearly in relief.

"Better?" I asked massaging his hard muscles.

Suddenly it was like a switch was flipped and a menacing look formed in his eyes. Dominic's hand flew up gripping my cheeks so hard I thought the bone would break. He squeezed my lips into a pout and it hurt but it did something to me - something I couldn't quite describe.

"Do you like teasing me, angel?" Dominic asked leaning his head to the side and keeping his eyes on my mouth.

"Yes." I admitted gulping hard. His grip tightened and I gasped trying to pull away but he held me in place, glaring at me hard.

"Tease me again and I'm fucking that pussy raw." He muttered before placing an open mouth kiss on my awaiting lips. I moaned and it took every bit of self-control to push him away when I realised Yurik could walk in at any second.

"Get rid of this." I whispered pressing my palm against the bulge forming in his pants for a quick second as I climbed off him. I wiped the saliva off my lips with the back of my hand and smirked at him.

He gets hard way too easily.

His black slacks had tightened around the groin area and it seemed to be growing by the second Dominic stood up before adjusting the erection,keeping his back towards the front door. I watched him carefully, my mouth watering. The hottest man I've ever seen and I had him inside

me.

Maybe I should continue teasing him.

*

The day had finally arrived.

It was Friday and I was getting ready for the night. I had been instructed to wear something sexy, so I opted for a black tight fitting spaghetti strap dress with a slit. My curves were accentuated and my cleavage looked good. The dress was short, high on my right leg while my left was nearly covered completely by the soft material.

I pursed my lips looking at myself in the mirror.

Was it enough? I turned to the side, seeing the curve of my ass and my bare back.

Hair up or hair down?

I used my hands to move my hair into a makeshift bun, tilting my head as I watched myself carefully.

Hair up.

I picked up my brush and proceeded to put my hair into a high bun, allowing my neck and collarbones to be bare. I chose silver medium sized hoops to add some life into the look, deciding on not wearing any necklace.

Next was the shoe. I slid open my closet door and scanned the heels I had neatly packed on the wall shelf. My eyes immediately landed on my favourite black pair Leah, my university friend, had gifted me for Christmas. It was simple, opened toe with a strap and a long thin heel. It was a good thing I had painted my toenails white just that previous night.

I couldn't help but feel slightly anxious about the whole ordeal.

Wait, can I go to jail for this? The smile fell from my face. That would be fucked up.

A knock erupted from my door and I immediately knew who it was. I walked to the living room while stumbling trying to get my last heel on. It was a success and I breathed out before unlocking the door and opening it.

Dominic was standing there and the second his eyes landed on me, his jaw dropped.

"Angel. You look beautiful." Dominic said in awe before stepping in and grabbing me by the waist. I smiled and pulled him down for a peck without thinking. I froze when I realised that kissing Dominic non-sexually and platonically was crossing the invisible line. Although, he didn't seem to mind it at all.

"Thank you. You look handsome." I said honestly, a grin on my face. Dominic always looked neat but that particular night, he looked a little bit different. A good different. He was dressed in a black suit and tie, tailored for his large body. The tattoos trailed down from his neck down to his hands and onto his fingers. At first glance, one would know not to fuck with him.

He looked ravishing and despite telling myself it wouldn't happen again, I knew it would because I wanted it to.

"Thank you." He said and shut the door behind him. Dominic shrugged his jacket off, revealing the suspenders and two gun holsters on both sides.

"I got something for you." He announced, pulling out a relatively small blade with a black handle. It was pretty. Yurik had shown me the basics. He taught me how to flip, twirl and throw. I wasn't a pro but with the knowledge I gained from him, I was confident in protecting myself.

Although I wished it wouldn't get to that point.

I watched as Dominic dropped to his knees in front of me. He gestured for me to lift my dress and I trustingly did so. I heard him take a sharp breath in when I revealed the red lace thong. It wasn't for anyone but myself, it made me feel good and capable of accomplishing anything I set my mind to.

"I would have your name engraved but I don't want it to be traced back to you." Dominic said before using his hand to separate my thighs, lingering a moment longer than necessary.

He removed a strap from his pocket. It was round and had a tiny pocket attached to it, just big enough for the blade.

"Am I really doing this?" I asked as he tied the strap around my thigh placing the blade inside.

It was tight, secured and well hidden when my dress fell back down.

Dominic stood up. "Yes you are. You're going to do it because you can and you're strong." He said seriously grabbing my cheeks and staring at me intensely. I nodded my head. It was the confidence booster that I needed.

"You remember everything I told you?" He asked and I hummed.

"Words." He demanded tilting my head back to look up at him. He was so tall.

"Yes, I remember." I breathed out.

"Good. You got this, angel."

*

I had to drive myself to the club, to avoid arousing any suspicion. Albeit I was given a brand new Mercedes with a fake number plate for the night so I wasn't complaining.

Apparently my Mini Cooper could be 'traced back' to me. Dominic was going to the extremes to make sure I was protected and he took literally everything into consideration.

When I parked, I sat in the car for a while taking deep breaths in. I played with the ring around my index finger, it seemed like an ordinary innocent gem stone but inside held a dangerous substance. I shook my head, I had to get into the mood. I couldn't afford to be slacking.

I stepped out, closing the door behind me and locking it. The car seemed more expensive than my whole life. A group of men standing close tothe entrance shot a few wolf whistles my way when I passed them and I refrained from rolling my eyes, not wanting to start something. Any other day and my mouth would've been running wild.

Fucking men.

The club wasn't what I expected. It was big, open planned and sort of resembled a fancy casino without all the machines. Right in the centre was a large circular stage with two poles, currently occupied by topless women dancing to sensual music. I smirked.

I took a seat at the bar and almost instantly a bartender was opposite me taking my order.

"Double whiskey with ice, please." I said, getting comfortable on the stool. I had no idea how long I would be here but Dominic had instructed if I wanted to leave at any time, I could.

I wasn't going to.

I avoided looking up where I knew Lucas was sitting and watching from above. I checked my phone, a feign disappointment on my face as if I had just read a message from someone telling me they 'weren't going to make it.'

I sighed throwing my head back and shoving my phone back into my purse with an unnecessary force. The barman handed me my drink and I thanked him before taking the smallest sip. It tasted like the first night I met Dominic but this time it wasn't his eyes on me, it was a specific short haired man sending eerie shivers down my spine.

I turned in my seat, leaning my back and elbow against the counter as I watched the women dance. They were doing a damn good job. A brunette dancer winked at me when she caught me watching and I grinned cheekily.

I sat there for fifteen minutes.

"Whoever stood you up is a fucking idiot."

I glanced up, stopping myself from showing any

reaction when I saw it was Lucas. I was told that Lucas would send one of his men down but there he stood in the flesh with a chilling smirk on his face. That sentence told me that he was watching me the second I stepped foot in the club.

That was way too easy.

I shrugged. "I'm used to it."

Lucas slid onto the stool besides me, a confused expression on his face. "You shouldn't be. I would never do that to you." He said still holding the smirk and I almost laughed.

I turned my body to face him and his eyes immediately went to my cleavage. "I highly doubt that."

"Lucas." He stretched his hand out to me and I eyed it sceptically.

He laughed. "I don't bite."

"Nice to meet you, Lucas. I'm Sophia." I placed

my hand into his and he immediately brought it up to his lips, kissing it while maintaining eye contact. I swallowed down the grimace making its way to my face. Ew. He was handsome but I still felt disgusted that he was touching me. I smiled at him, hiding my distaste.

"Nice to meet you, Sophia. Care to join me?" He gestured up to the VIP area and that's when I noticed the two guards standing behind him - the man went nowhere without protection.

"I don't know about that, Lucas." I said pursing my lips and looking at him unconvinced.

"Come on, you can't sit here on this uncomfortable chair." He said trying to persuade me and I mentally shook my head. My goal was to not show a hint of emotion that would awaken any sort of suspicious from him.

"Okay, sure. Why not?" I said standing up and fishing for a few notes from my purse. Lucas put his hand over mine stopping me before gesturing something towards the bartender who nodded in return.

"Don't worry about that. Just come with me." Lucas held his palm and I took it without hesitation. There was something off about him.

He wasn't bad looking, quite the opposite actually and I was sure he wouldn't have trouble finding a woman for the night.

"Thank you."

Just like that I followed him up the stairs right into the deserted and empty area.